Jan 19, 2005 02:02
I wish that I could say my day was great, but it wasn't. I can't even remember most of it. I wish that I could. As I think about it more, pieces come slowly back to me. I remember: going to the planetariem, having lunch with Greg and Jenny, having a math quiz, walking aimlessly in the rain for a long time, and how happy it made me. I also remember playing uno, and then eating. After that time sort of fuzzes together and feeling sick. Not in a virus sort of way, but more of a 'I am a jackass and a horrible person' sort of way. I wish that I could change what happened but I can't and now I just don't know what to do with this new knowlage.....I suppose that I will ignore it as much as possible, but part of me doens't want to. Part of me wants to make him explain and just spit it out. But in the end I am never sure what I want, so it doens't matter. I just wish that I could force myself to stop thinking about it. Ah well. "What's done is done, what's end is end. Let new beginings take over and old ones end. Today rises as tommorow fades. But please let me always remember those olden days."-Unknon.